White roses in a bundle,
Their fragrance caresses my senses as I rise my hand
To join yours.
Your hands, they trembled
But it wasn't what I thought;
You weren't nervous, but terrified.
Trapped in a room without a door.
Pretty faces caught your eye once more,
I grow weary just thinking of the score.
Competition, there was none.
How does a rounded belly full of your child,
Compare to a thin waist?
Still,
You couldn't see the damage that was done;
You only looked at me with distaste.
Beaten and sometimes bloodied,
I never amounted to you,
You dragged my soul through the dirt;
It’s ragged and muddied.
Much too soon my belly again bloomed,
Within an innocence that came of your evil.
You still prowl and feast upon the broken,
I paint on a smile whilst in my mind,
Screaming the words that went unspoken.
Again you struck but this time with vengeance,
You stole a piece of soul from one of my own.
A wound cut too deeply to heal,
Everything that once was beautiful in you
At long last died;
I am nauseous at your presence.
Tortured, and caged no more;
Cracked, age yellowed petals
Scattering to the wind
As the wedding bouquet;
So perfectly preserved,
Falls to the soot covered floor.
You once called me your princess of the stars;
Queen of the moon.
Our reign together has been nothing but agony;
Deepened wounds never healed but always left the scars,
I surrender my crown I abdicate;
A position I want never to resume.
A caged wretched bird no longer,
My wings have spread wide;
Out of the flames of hell.
I leave the burning memories behind now that I'm stronger,
No more your haunted bride;
Out of the ashes I rise.
A phoenix,
I have overcome your spell.
But I still keep that memory of
White roses;
Their beauty and fragrance,
That’s all.